"Students" Conspiracy

The mornings in Mount Jiahuang are always a bit cooler.The white horse bone on Yunqin Peak swayed with the wind, and the petals danced to echo the sound of wind chimes from far above the ink pagoda.The faint scent of sandalwood permeates the dampness of the morning, fading away the warmth of the morning sun.

In the slightly plain Yuntan Hall, the breeze passed through the long corridor, his clothes were wet with dew, the light and shadow fell on his chiseled chin, and the cyan stubble was distinct and wanton.Finally, he stopped in front of an exquisite hut, and knocked on the door unhurriedly: "Are you awake? Today is the mountain sacrifice ceremony."

After a while, a muffled and confused voice came out: "Sleepy."

"I'll give you a stick of incense to clean up." There was no room for negotiation.

"I don't think about it." Lai continued to swear under the covers.

"Otherwise, you won't even think about going down the mountain for a month." He said calmly.

There was silence in the room for a while, and then there was the sound of ping-pong-pong washing.Just at the time when the incense burnt, the door opened with a "crash", and Jing Che came out with a dark face, his eyes were still sleepy and happy.

In fact, in the past two years, Jing Che didn't learn much of the superb swordsmanship of the Juggernaut Sect. The only benefit he gained from being a disciple of the Juggernaut Sect was that he didn't have to get up early every day to practice like the disciples of the main peak.The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, Yun Qinfeng only lives with his master and apprentice, and without any control, Baili Fengjian at least still has self-control, and Jing Che can do whatever he wants.

So Jing Che's image on the outside is that he is ignorant, keen to make troubles and take risks, play and roll, and the degree of fooling around is comparable to her master Baili Kazama.But how would others know, all of this boils down to the fact that the master Baili Fengjian is too lazy and inactive, and such a noble word as tireless teaching really doesn't apply to him.

In fact, Jing Che's cultivation talent is ridiculously high. She can do whatever he teaches her. It's just that she doesn't know that she has such a talent, and she doesn't want to make progress. In addition, she doesn't have anyone to motivate her. She only learns one and a half tricks Mode.However, if she doesn't study, she will be fine. Once she learns, she will be extremely demanding on herself, and she must learn to be perfect before she will give up.

However, the two masters and apprentices often quarrel when they disagree. Even if they were enjoying themselves while punching and drinking one second, the next second may be bitter and bitter.In such an atmosphere, it is difficult to devote oneself to practice.

"Why don't you tie your hair?" Baili Fengjian looked her up and down, and finally pulled her long hair, and asked with a raised eyebrow.

Pulling back his hair, Jing Che replied impatiently, "The hair crown is so ugly, I don't want to tie it."

Nanqiong disciples, regardless of gender, have to tie their hair, and the rigid and meticulous hair crown always makes everyone look male and female.Jing Che has always resisted this thing since he first came to Nanqiong, and he has always styled his hair according to his own preferences. Some people appreciate this unique style and some people hate it, but Baili Fengjian has always been indifferent to it , because he himself does not tie his hair.

But today, such a casual dress is inappropriate.Baili Fengjian picked her up and walked into the room, pressed her obediently to sit in front of the vanity mirror, and said: "The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the mountain will not allow you to mess around."

He stood behind her, bent over to take the wooden comb, and reached out to pull out the wooden hairpin from her hair. A head of black and blue hair slanted into his hand and slid away softly.The touch in his hands startled him.

Suddenly, for no reason, he thought of the cold spring water two years ago, her long hair was wrapped around his fingertips, and the soft girl's body was tightly pressed against his clothes.He didn't think much of it when the situation was urgent, but now that he thinks about it...so sweet...

Fortunately, he was blindfolded with a black cloth at that time, otherwise, he would not know how to face the little apprentice now.

"Why are you stunned? The headmaster scolded me for being late, not scolding you." Jing Che muttered, and it was a rare time that he didn't argue with him, but urged him to tie her hair quickly.

He is extremely skilled in curling his hair, his slender fingers running through his black hair, and his focused and deep eyes are full of strange gentleness.

Wanqingsi, Wanqingsi, he used to tie another woman's hair in the same way, her smiling face, her loving pupils, everything is vivid in my memory.However, his gaze inadvertently met the beautiful peach blossom eyes of the little apprentice in the bronze mirror, two completely different faces, but still gave him a hard time.

In the yellowed copper mirror, the eyes seemed to be covered with thick fog, they couldn't see to the bottom at a glance, they seemed drunk but not drunk, even more hazy.There is a cinnabar tear mole in the corner of the eye, which is very pitiful.However, in the past two years, she has been raised a lot rounder, and now she has a standard oval face. When she first came to the Nanqiong Sect, she was so thin that she became the tip of a melon seed.

He also didn't realize when the little apprentice turned out to be so beautiful.Because too many times, he has deliberately ignored her blooming and her growth.She is his apprentice, and he has clear boundaries in his heart.

"Okay." He narrowed his expression slightly and patted her on the shoulder.

Jing Che carefully looked at her in the mirror, her hair stood up high, she looked upright, honestly, she didn't seem so ugly after all.

She turned her head and smiled at Master with satisfaction. The half ray of sunlight in the morning spread directly to the bottom of her eyes, bright and upright.

Instead, he dodged for a moment, then pulled his lips, gathered his sleeve robe nonchalantly, turned and walked out.

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the mountain has already begun, but the pair of master and apprentice are still long overdue.

Under the eyes of everyone, one stepped up to the high altar, and the other stood among thousands of disciples.Anyway, it is already an irreparable loose image, Jing Che doesn't care, let alone Baili Fengjian.

The lengthy mountain sacrifice ceremony lasted for most of the day, and finally ended after the mountain bell rang three times.

Jing Che, who was drowsy even standing up, suddenly came to his senses, and the disciples around him had already left in an orderly manner.Amidst the chaos of the crowd, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and her eyes met Baili Fengjian above the altar.

He stood tall on the altar, with the sun shining on his side, his face was majestic and solemn.

Today, he changed into a clean and neat white robe, and he didn't bring the wine gourd. He took off his usual slovenly appearance and dressed up neatly, but he still exuded a rebellious and domineering air.

Is this really the master who started a game of gambling with her in the back mountain, who often drank into a puddle of mud, and who often threatened and lured her to admit that he was very powerful?Why does a person who usually looks like an old and unruly person feel like a god at this time, as if with her mortal hands, she can't even hold the hem of her clothes in the wind, so out of reach.

A long time later, when Jing Che spent the darkest days in his life, he would often inexplicably think of Baili Fengjian at this time, and his heart might not be bitter.She is extraordinary, and he is not a god.But he still went farther and farther in her story.

At this time, there was a light pop on the altar, and not many people heard it. Looking back, the incense was wafting in front of the bronze tripod, and there was nothing unusual, so they continued to leave.

And Jing Che was waiting for Baili Fengjian to return to Yunqin Peak together, so he looked carefully and saw a cloud of white smoke curling up and landing in the shape of a man, and even his unruly master bowed humbly.

I don't know what kind of big man this is, coming out of the bronze tripod on the mountain.Anyway, it is estimated that Baili Fengjian will not be able to leave for a while.

She rolled her eyes, and while he didn't care, she happened to be able to go outside to buy some chestnut cakes and come back.He simply went out among the crowd, and when he reached the mountain gate, taking advantage of the crowd to avoid the eyes and ears of the disciples who guarded the gate, Yu Jian left Jiahuang Mountain.

After crossing the Thousand Ridges, she put away her sword and swaggered towards the border town. She met a blind Taoist priest, holding a white flag in his hand, and the two big black characters of "Fortune Telling" were shining brightly in the sunlight.

Isn't this the magic stick Ah Ye!Such a head-on look does look like a man.But when he thought of the nonsensical things Ah Ye said to her in the casino—cursing her as a bitter lover, and saying that she had an affair with his master, he immediately felt angry.

Then he stepped forward to block his way, and raised his voice and said clear and clear: "Oh, god stick, why are you still bluffing and deceiving me here?"

As soon as Ah Ye heard Jing Che's voice, his expression suddenly became furtive. He grabbed Jing Che's sleeve and whispered in her ear, "Little aunt, grandma, I still count on fortune-telling to make a living. How about you?" Don't pierce me."

"Who told you to talk nonsense." Out of nostrils, he snorted disdainfully, but when he heard about life, his heart finally softened.

In this troubled world, it is not easy to find a job that can make money.

"Grandma, I just earned a lot of money from a landlord. See if I can buy you something to make amends. Don't expose me."

Since it was the landlord's money, Jing Che spoke uprightly and without hesitation - agreed.The agile eyeballs rolled around, pointing casually at the fabric shop next door: "I bought that dress."

Ah Ye hastily agreed, followed Jing Che's paused gaze, and saw a red dress with exquisite workmanship hanging in the cloth shop.

He thumped in his heart, secretly calling out what a coincidence.When he saw Jing Che just now, he pinched his fingers and honestly made a fortune for her, but he didn't know whether it was because the girl's fate was too strange, or because his skills were too weak, he couldn't figure anything out, he could only see her future , there was a woman in a red dress.

But of course what he thought in his heart couldn't be exposed, since he pretended to be a magic stick, he had to hide some real talents and learning, so he obediently took out his money and asked the shopkeeper.

However, upon hearing the offer from the store, Jing Che was about to say nothing more, so A Ye bought it without hesitation.Jing Che was only joking, so he was slightly surprised, and took a closer look at the red dress.

She has never tried such a flirtatious color before, and thinks it is too colorful and eye-catching.However, when I saw this dress, my eyes jumped, and I liked it inexplicably.

The satin used is jacquard silk with dark plum pattern, inside it seems to be a thin cotton jacket, and the hem of the skirt is dotted with delicate white plums.They are not the best fabrics, nor are they the best embroidery, but they are hard to put down at a glance.You must know that when she was in the imperial capital, she might not even be able to appreciate the fine Shu brocade clothes, and even the slightest flaws were put at the bottom of the box.

Very eye-catching.

Jing Che didn't come to make people soft, so he smiled generously at Ah Ye: "Thank you."

Ah Ye presented the clothes like a dog leg, and when he left the cloth shop, he took the opportunity to talk to her about the strange encounters on the road, such as witty bandits, smuggling through Shanhaiguan, and encountering an army of hidden characters on the road, completely bluffing him. The good eloquence of defrauding people is on full display.But Jing Che was proud, well-informed, and didn't make a fuss. He listened to it as if it were a storytelling joke.

Before sunset, she looked at the sky and said she was going back.However, after chatting like this, the two are friends who just met by chance, and there is always something unsatisfactory, and Jing Che's farewell is also very sincere.

She was careless, so she couldn't see that Aye was sneaking behind her, and followed her footsteps into the barrier of Qianzhiling.